Alison: Day 76: St. Patrick's Day

went for dinner and drinks with my girls for a celebration of one year healthy and post-surgery for Angela and the happy, drink-deserving holiday of St. Patrick's Day.

Alison. I've lost count.

My friend Vania wrote something really awesome on her Facebook about this project. I kind of got emotional and realized how much I regret not being consistently involved anymore. It became plainly obvious that, while I may not have realized it, I have been missing the adventure I find in seeking out and capturing one photo a day.

Here are a few to attempt and fill some gap. I'm going through my hard drives tonight to find the rest of the ones I've taken since I stopped posting on the site.


These are my happily married friends, Justin and Alisha. They're expecting their first baby here -- Bryce Nathanial. I was lucky enough to take the first official family photos. =]

This photo, taken just the other day, is of a bird that hung out with me while I ate my lunch at a theme park.

This is a necklace and pair of earrings my mom handed down to me.

Ponce Inlet, looking up inland, around sunset.


This is my Goddaughter, Nhyya, with my dog, Blondie. Blondie loves her lil' sister!

Alison: Day 16, Day 17, Day 18

Well . . . I took a mini-hiatus not because I didn't want to be here, but because over the weekend, I literally never sat down at a computer. It was a long and exceedingly exhausting weekend -- one I both enjoyed and cursed.

But I did take some pictures, and so, here they are:

Day 16: Kelly's Camp.


This is a hunt/fishing camp about six miles or more from my house in the Ocala National Forest.

I've driven by it literally almost every day of my life. The camp has sort of a down-home American country feel to it that's always appealed to me. And that's just what I aimed to portray.

Day 17: Voluntary Fire Fighters.

In the small, rural area I live in, our emergency fire crews are 100% voluntary. On my way home they were doing an apparent run through of all the sirens and lights.

This is one of the fire engines stationed near my house. My primary goal with this one was to capture the po'dunk, country-ness of the fire station. I ended up more photographing the truck than the station itself, but I think the truck says enough that we don't even need to see the station to understand this is no NYC fire department.

Day 18: Siblings.

This is obviously a snapshot, but I can do no better for yesterday. And actually, this was taken around 2 A.M. yesterday. So this one might kind of be cheating. oh well. It's the best I can do for yesterday.

The people pictured are Susan and Jeff, my sister and brother, myself (allergy-riddled), and Jorge, my brother's best friend and our unofficially adopted brother.